"In this divine glass, they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal."
~William Penn, More Fruits of Solitude.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
When Good Friends Find Other Lovers
Love demands response But unClaimed hearts hand out Bitter (sweet?) feelings
Compliance begs three To even out the hand. (Begging is no-good)
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